The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

"This is……"

Scrimgeour murmured to himself as he stared at the black figure in the center surrounded by a group of dark wizards like stars holding the moon.

The muscles on his face were twitching involuntarily, and his hands began to tremble very rarely.

All of this stems from that figure.

Scrimgeour is a veteran.

He once followed the one-eyed man Moody and other seniors and bravely fought against the Death Eaters.

So he had met Voldemort himself.

He even waved his wand and attacked Voldemort himself.

However, the consequences of that attack were not good and directly caused him to become permanently lame.

But it was precisely because of this that he had a very deep impression of Voldemort.

Especially the terrifying and rich aura emanating from the other party.

Scrimgeour did not understand at first what the scent meant.

Later, he experienced more and more wars, and the casualties among his comrades who lived around him day and night became more and more serious. Only then did he suddenly discover that the smell was called death and despair!

For a long time, this breath lingered in his dreams, causing him to wake up countless times in the middle of the night.

It was not until it was later reported that Voldemort had died at the hands of Harry Potter and the Death Eaters were completely liquidated that the situation became much better.

After all, the source of the nightmare was dead.

But now, that familiar breath appears again.

The source is the black shadow in front of him.

Scrimgeour thought he had defeated his inner demons after living a comfortable life in a high-ranking position for a long time, but when things came to an end, he realized that he was still the fragile little Auror he was before.

Under the suppression of that breath, his body was trembling, and the old injury on his leg that had long since healed even began to hurt slightly.

"This is impossible. You have been dead for 15 years, how can you come back!"

Scrimgeour roared hysterically.

Until now, he still couldn't accept the fact that Voldemort had truly returned.

The Death Eaters, who were even more unwilling to accept the other party's leadership, actually killed themselves in front of him so quickly.

After all, if all this is true, it means that the several groups of Aurors and strikers he left in the Gringotts hall have been wiped out!

But Voldemort, who was entrenched above everyone, proved his identity with actual actions!

A huge ball of fierce fire was thrown down as Voldemort's arms danced.

This ball of fierce fire was completely different from any fierce fire Link had ever seen. Its overall color showed a black-red color similar to dirty blood, and it also carried the aura of death that uniquely belonged to Voldemort.

What's even more terrifying is that the way this fierce fire expands is not the usual way of freely devouring the surrounding free energy, but all of it is powered by Voldemort himself.

Even in this case, it still shows amazing expansion efficiency.

In just the third second after it appeared, it expanded into a giant python with a diameter of over 10 meters!

boom--

This black and red fire python roared past Scrimgeour's side. The three Aurors who instinctively gathered around Scrimgeour to defend their commander were instantly burned to ashes and screamed tragically. Even though I called, I couldn't stay.

With the appearance of this black-red fire python, the Death Eaters entrenched beside Voldemort also swarmed forward with wild laughter as if they had received a signal.

In just an instant, a large number of life-killing curses began to fall, and the ominous green light even connected into one in the dark cave!

Scrimgeour's face turned pale at this scene, and the last hope in his heart was completely destroyed.

at the same time.

On the hunter's position in the cave, Link's expression was extremely solemn.

There is no doubt about the importance of the Golden Cup as a Horcrux to Voldemort.

So as early as when he knew that Barty Crouch Jr. had released the Dark Mark, Link already knew that Voldemort was definitely coming in person.

It was precisely because of this that when Voldemort led the Death Eaters in front of him, he did not nearly collapse like Scrimgeour.

But it also put him under tremendous pressure.

He turned to look at an old saint beside him and said:

"How's the work on breaking the anti-Apparition spell going?"

"Although the number of participants has been reduced by more than half, our progress has accelerated." The old saint said while casting a spell. "Now we have solved nearly 90% of the problems, and it is expected to be completed in at most 5 minutes."

Hearing this, Link nodded, and did not choose to send more manpower to these old saints. Instead, he gave a loud command:

"Stop attacking the Aurors, and at the same time send a signal to the Aurors, and let's focus our attack on those Death Eaters!"

After saying this, Link ignored the hunters around him who became even busier because of his words. While his body was levitated using the flying technique, he flipped his wrist violently, and a massive amount of curse power poured out, in front of the Aurors. The top of the head became a light gray magic layer.

The next moment, a dense barrage of life-killing curses arrived in an instant.

But facing the cursed magic layer whose energy level is much higher than that of ordinary life-killing curses, the only effect they can produce is to eliminate part of Link's curse power and at the same time cause some ripples on the shield.

Strictly speaking, the scope of this shield is not large and cannot protect all Aurors, but it perfectly covers the hunters' positions and prevents the death curses that may fall on the hunters, Emily and others. They were all blocked.

Not only that, while creating the shield, the wand in Link's other hand was not idle either.

A ball of blue viscous liquid was instantly produced from the tip of the ebony wand, and under the influence of Link's water control ability, it spread straight out at an extremely fast speed, blowing away the arrogant streak. The fierce fire giant python that was constantly devouring lives in Luo's position was wrapped in it.

laugh--

The moment water and fire came into contact, a huge amount of water vapor came out.

At the same time, the intersection of these two forces also gave Link a deeper understanding of the structure of this fierce fire python.

Voldemort's Severe Fire actually does not follow Link's route of continuously refining and raising the energy level of the Curse Power to essentially enhance the damage of the Severe Fire. Instead, it blends it on the basis of its already very high energy level. He gained an indescribable power with a strong color of Voldemort's individualism.

This power is incorporated into almost all of Voldemort's attacks.

The most representative ones are those terrifying blood mines.

It's hard to say who is correct in Li Huo's development path, but Link has to admit that Li Huo, who was manipulated by Voldemort in this way, is very strong.

The water balloon he created was constantly deformed due to the fierce struggle of the giant fire python, and even almost burst several times.

Fortunately, this is deep underground and very close to an underground water source.

Link used the power of continuously pumping underground water to finally completely trap this special giant fire python and consume it bit by bit.

The sudden change in front of him finally made Scrimgeour wake up from the shock of Voldemort's sudden appearance.

What immediately came to his mind was endless shock and anger.

Angryly, after this wave of attacks by Voldemort's Death Eaters, the Auror troops he brought suffered heavy losses again.

Nowadays, the number of people is less than one-third of the original number.

If we also count the Aurors and Strikers in the Gringotts Hall who should have been wiped out, now except for the new recruit camp, almost all the Aurors and Strikers with formal combat duties in the Ministry of Magic have been defeated.

What was surprising was that the mysterious robbers below who had just been fighting them to death unexpectedly stopped attacking them, and moved past them to attack Voldemort and the Death Eaters.

Especially the leader of the opponent who had obviously used polyjuice potion to hide his face.

Whether it is the strange protective shield that blocks a large piece of life-killing curse, or the water prison that traps the black and red fire, it shows its extremely strong strength.

At least Scrimgeour was ashamed of himself.

chirp——

A sharp buzz sounded in Scrimgeour's ears.

He turned his head numbly, just in time to see a light yellow light explode, forming a skewed diamond pattern in the air.

Scrimgeour's expression became even weirder now.

Because the pattern in front of him was clearly the secret language used by Aurors for internal tactical communication, which meant - concentrated firepower.

Combined with the current situation, Scrimgeour instantly understood the other party's true intentions.

If it were anyone else, they would definitely hesitate. After all, the two parties were enemies not long ago.

But Scrimgeour was different.

He sent down an identical secret signal almost instantly, and then directed the remaining Aurors to move closer to the robbers' position below while reluctantly counterattacking the Death Eaters above.

In fact, it becomes clear if you think about it carefully.

This is almost the best solution at present.

You must know that their Aurors are caught in the middle by the robbers and Death Eaters.

Once the robbers and Death Eaters start fighting without reservation, then their Aurors will definitely be the first force to be wiped out!

But Scrimgeour was not stupid enough to trust the robber completely.

The Aurors he led did not directly integrate into the robbers after landing to give up the attack sight. Instead, they formed a formation about 50 meters away from the robbers' position to carry out auxiliary attacks.

At this time, the black and red fire python had also been strangled to death by the water prison.

Link lowered his head and glanced at the hunter positions and Auror positions that had been set up, and then the magic layer of curse power that shrouded everyone's heads was dispersed.

The magic power consumed by a large protective shield of this size is really terrifying, and even Link doesn't want to keep it going for a long time.

And the next moment the shield disappeared, a gloomy green light curtain that was denser than before instantly poured down - the Death Eaters saw the turtle shell disappear and attacked even more vigorously.

But the hunters and Aurors below, who had gained a moment of respite because of Link, were no longer as passive as before.

boom boom boom...

The dragon-hunting crossbow, which had been silent for a long time, kept roaring.

The hunters were also holding their wands high, pouring out the magic power in their bodies.

Even Emily, Newland, Si Gefen and others have joined the battle. Judging from the energy level alone, their attack strength is not weaker than ordinary hunters and old saints.

In the cave, two different tides of magic collided violently.

Huge energy exploded as the curses eliminated each other. The explosions were heard endlessly, and a powerful magic layer was formed in the air that was somewhat similar to Link's previous curse shield.

The magic spells of both sides are often affected by the magic explosion in this magic layer before they actually reach the opponent's position. They are also exploded into pure magic and become a part of this magic layer.

Of course, there are also spells that can occasionally pass through the magic layer.

But there are not many of them, and even if they are very lucky to reach the enemy's position, most of them will be easily blocked by vigilant hunters or Death Eaters.

Only those guys who are really unlucky will be hit by those 'ricochets'.

As a result, an extremely strange stalemate occurred on the battlefield.

This scene made Scrimgeour feel extremely complicated.

No one on the field would know better than him.

The current stalemate is actually not a coincidence, but a tactic developed by the Auror troops during the Second Wizarding War.

To truly realize this requires not only extremely strong magical power, but also extremely high teamwork among Aurors.

With the end of the Second Wizarding War and the large-scale layoff of the old Auror troops, this tactic has almost become extinct - it is not that no one knows how to use it, but that the new Auror troops after the war are insufficient. to display.

But what did he see now?

A group of robbers who didn't know the details actually used this trick!

Even the Aurors around him were unknowingly led to join in the construction of this tactic.

The Auror and the robber, the two parties are now cooperating in a lively and intimate manner?

This is simply the biggest joke in the world!

But laugh.

With Scrimgeour's many years of combat experience.

He could still see the underlying reason for this situation - this group of robbers was several levels higher than the current Aurors in terms of personal quality and organizational cooperation.

Not only that, this group of robbers was also extremely familiar with Auror's fighting methods.

The light in Scrimgeour's eyes grew dimmer.

He now understood why his Aurors were suppressed and beaten by this group of robbers even though they had all their fighting powers.

But what he couldn't accept was that the once brilliant Aurors were now so weak.

Compared with them Aurors with the Ministry of Magic logo on their chests, the robbers wearing strange combat uniforms next to them are more like the successors of orthodox Aurors.

Sighing deeply, Scrimgeour raised his wand and joined the battle.

He wasn't even the time to be sentimental at the moment. The most important thing now was to tide over the difficulties with the robbers so as to preserve the last bit of 'blood' in the Auror force.

At the same time, Link in mid-air officially fought against the swooping Voldemort.